A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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MERE DESH KI AANKHEN

झुकी कमर सीधी की

माथे से पसीना पोछ�

You Are My Sunshine

You brought me sunshine

when I only saw rain.

You brought me laughter

whe

Being A Friend

We have something that holds us together,

Something that made us both better,

Som

Tere pyar mein

Tere pyar mein khudko aisa khoya,

Na Din Mein Soya Na Raat mein Roya,

Ab To unki

My Friend Hope

I have an invisible friend

Who guides me through dark and pain.

She always tells

I Love You

I never really knew you.

You were just another friend,

But when I got to know you

rishtey ko sawaar lete hai

Suno…. Suno na! Kuch tum badlo, kuch hum badle.. 

Aur badalke is rishte ko dh

KAHIN YE MERI ZINDAGI TO NAHI

इन अंधेरों में मुझे एक रौशनी सी दिखती

Goodbye, My Dearest Friend

The hardest part of any friendship

is when it is time to say goodbye,

and even th

I Was Wrong!

I thought I saw you the other day

I was wrong

I thought I heard your voice

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